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I’m excited to say that my new Sci-Fi romance, Silver, is available on Amazon and is FREE with Kindle Unlimited. Oh, and I have an awesome giveaway going on, with more giveaways to come soon.

All Malia Valdese wants to do is survive in the Outlands and serve food to the patrons of her diner. She doesn’t want anything to do with the handsome silver-eyed stranger who keeps showing up after closing time, asking her weird questions and making her feel something she hasn’t felt in years, desire.

She doesn’t care that he’s the sexiest male she’s ever seen or that he stares at her like she’s the main course. Steering clear of him is her plan. Well, it was the plan, before he turned her world upside down with four words…. You’re coming with me.
Apparently she has no say in the matter.

She’s not on the menu. But she’s what he hungers for.
Her scent tells him she’s his and the wanted pictures popping up all over the dark-net tells him he needs to lay low for a while. Having her next to him in bed while he tries to clear his name is the plan. Unfortunately, his enemies are closer than he thought and now they’ve found his weakness…. her.

Can he shield his mate from the consequences of his dark past? Or will she flee to his enemies to escape him and the intense emotions he stirs inside of her?

No matter what she chooses, he has no intention of letting her go… ever.

Silver waited on her to get dressed. When she reentered the room, he saw red. “Not happening. You are not wandering around my ship in that.”

“What?” She stared down at her clothing.

“Those jeans are too tight. I can see all of your curves.”

“They’re hip-huggers. They’re supposed to fit like this.”

“I’m the only one who should be hugging your hips.” Her smile proved she wasn’t taking him seriously. “You know what, I’m tired. I don’t feel like giving a tour.” Silver sat down on the mattress, eyes still on the jeans hugging his mate.

“Everyone wears them,” she rubbed her hands over the offensive fabric.

“Everyone isn’t my mate.”

“So you’re one of those kinds of males.”

“What kind?” The kind that didn’t want his female showcasing her body to his crew?

“The kind that wants his female to be obedient in all things, even how she dresses.”

“Of course not. You have a mind. You’re free to make your own decisions.”

“Except when it comes to clothing.”

“Except when it comes to clothing that shows all of your curves. My males, they are unmated. Though they’re loyal, I don’t want them staring at you, lusting after you.”

“Well then maybe you should change clothes too. I don’t want any female on this ship lusting after you. Fair is fair.”

“There are no other females on this ship.”

“Oh, well, I don’t want your males lusting after you.”

“My males wouldn’t…. wait, if I change clothes will you?”

“No,” she threw her arms wide, a frustrated expression on her face. “I was just trying to show you how stupid this whole conversation is.”

“The tour is over.” Silver laid back on the bed.

“The tour never started.”

“And it won’t, not this night.”

“Are you really going to allow our first argument as a couple to be over a stupid pair of pants?”

“This is our second argument. The first was when you awoke and realized I’d kidnapped you.”

Raynor: The readers understand that when it comes to sex between mates, there must be no barriers.

Lark: Let’s move on to the last question. Please.

This or That #3: Shower or bath?

Lark: Shower. Definitely shower.

Raynor: Shower. It’s more logical. Why would anyone want to sit in their own filth? Plus, I like to watch Lark’s body while we are in the shower together.

Lark: Babe, you don’t have to explain why you like showers.

Raynor: I was simply explaining that I love watching the water roll off your breasts and…

Lark: But that wasn’t part of the question.

Raynor: Understood. But is it wrong that I enjoy making love to you from behind while the water rains down on us?

Lark: Okay, I think we’re done here. My mate and I both have to get back to work.

Raynor: Or perhaps we could go take a shower.

Lark: One shower, then it’s back to work for us.

I hope you enjoyed This or That with Lark and Raynor. I know I did. Return next Saturday to see who else joins us to answer three random questions. Until then, be safe, be happy and read past your bedtime.

Falling in love with a prisoner was against the rules.

So why was Lark allowing herself to get close to Raynor? He was domineering, cocky and much too handsome for his own good. Though her mind found him unbearable, her body was ready to endure anything he could deliver. However, inside of him lived a darkness unlike anything she’d ever witnessed. If the rumors were true, that darkness would consume any and everyone in its path. Lark was going to try her best to stay out of his way.

They called him The Destroyer.

Raynor Batiste was many things: a monster, a killer, one of the most feared creatures in the galaxy. He was a beast whose name sent shudders through his enemies. However, a prisoner he was not. He’d only allowed himself to be captured so he could get close to his mate, Lark Valdese.

That task was proving harder than he’d anticipated. Lark is afraid of what lives inside of him, and she should be. Yet, when her planet comes under attack, the evil lurking within him may be the only thing that can save her and her people. He’s willing to protect her planet, but his aid comes at a price, a price only Lark can pay.

Will Beauty give in to the Beast in order to save her world?
Or is he a greater threat than her enemies?

Welcome to Sexy Saturday! Every weekend this month I’ll share a short sexy excerpt from my new sensual Sci-Fi romance, Her Alien Protector. The novel is scheduled to be released May 28th. If you love romances that are out of this world, then you will adore Raynor and Lark’s story.

This creature was wreaking havoc on her mind and body. It had been two solar flares since she last had sex. Venusians were known for their sexual prowess and going that long without having someone touch her flesh was making her crazy. So crazy that even a vampire could arouse her.

“Answer the question,” he whispered, staring down at her.

“Um, I.” There it was again. The darkness in his eyes was swirling. Fascinating. She shook her head to clear it. “What was the question?”

“Has anyone ever told you that you smell divine?”

Of course not. No one flirted with her. “No, no one has ever told me that.”

“Good,” his wicked grin kicked her desire up a notch. “I get to be your first.”

Her first, she wished. Wait, no she didn’t. Her embarrassment caused her to revert back to her first line of defense, sarcasm. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re an irritating pain in the ass?”

“And lived? No. I guess that makes you my first.”

Oh my. The images his words caused her mind to create were illegal on at least three planets. She needed to get the hell away from him.